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Is she that Ji Qianyu?

As soon as he spoke, Feng Yiting suddenly realized something: it should be! Probably! Otherwise, as soon as he spoke, how could she answer, or that attitude? That day, for fear of complications, he wore a mask to slightly cover up his public identity! And she obviously knew him and that the man that day was him!

Suddenly, Feng Yiting thought: his eyes betrayed him!

"Don't you already know?" What else?

Muttering, Ji Qianyu was still thinking about how to escape from the devil's claws.

Cold eyes narrowed and Feng Yiting didn't like the distance between them. He stretched out his hand and made an invitation: "come here!"

As soon as his neck shrinks, Ji Qianyu subconsciously sticks it to the back of the chair, and the slightly pursed lips also show a strong sense of resistance:

What does he want to do?

The next second, Feng Yiting stood up. At the same time, Ji Qianyu also closed his eyes and shouted, "don't come here! There's something you can say! I can hear -- "

As soon as the voice fell, she felt her wrist being grabbed, and then a warm breath breathed through her lips:

"I can't hear. My ears don't work!"

After saying that word by word, Yu Guang from the corner of Feng Yiting's eye wandered around for a week, chose one side of the sofa and dragged her up:

Talk nonsense with her. It's better to act directly!

"Feng Yiting, do you mean what you say? Do you want to go back and be a puppy?"

Intuitively, he wanted to drag himself to bed and wilt. Ji Qianyu instinctively curled up to squat underground, breaking and scratching his palm with one hand.

A tugged her up, Feng Yiting took advantage of the situation and hugged her: "are you a wild cat?"

Can't you be good for a while?

As soon as his voice fell, Ji Qianyu hit his neck and bit it hard. It was like tearing off a piece of meat. In an instant, with a sharp stabbing pain, the pungent smell of blood spread.

"Yes!" This damn woman!

With a dull hum, Feng Yiting let go, jumped down neatly, turned around, and Ji Qianyu ran towards the door. With a grab, Feng Yiting only grabbed a corner of her, pulled and pulled. With a strong force, he only heard a "hiss". The black dress tore a long gap along the edge of the thin lace splicing. In an instant, Most of the fragrant shoulders and beautiful backs like flowers are exposed:

"Stop!"

"Ah --"

According to the half piece of clothes on his chest, Ji Qianyu stopped, Feng Yiting was stunned, and then one arm quickly clasped her behind him. Both of them were angry:

"You let go of me!"

"Run, run again!"

Her neck was still sore, and she lifted her heart and lowered her head. Feng Yiting also sucked heavily on her shoulder, leaving a clear tooth mark. The surrounding dangerous breath hit, like cooking crabs. Ji Qianyu struggled and was restless:

"You let go of me, let go of me!"

Seeing this, she was dishonest. She kept stepping on her feet and kicked her legs back. As soon as her cold eyes narrowed, Feng Yiting lifted her legs, she took off the pointed high-heeled shoes under her feet and kicked them out. Then she tore several clothes on her in two or three times, and the zipper exploded directly. Feng Yiting also took back her hand.

If it weren't for a belt on the upper part of the waist, at this moment, it is estimated that the whole clothes would fall off.

"Ah --"

With a scream, Ji Qianyu instinctively protected himself, hugged himself, and squatted down again, his eyes red with anger:

"You bandit, rascal, asshole!"

"Don't you want to run? Run! Don't you bite? Keep biting! " What's wrong with this? This little wild cat just doesn't clean up!

"You continue to make trouble for me!"

When he opened his mouth, Feng Yiting was like swallowing gunpowder. The air leaked underground and everywhere. Ji Qianyu couldn't care about the front and the back. He flattened his mouth, wronged and angry!

"How brave! What boundary do you dare to break into? How dare you do it? Who dare you bite? "

"Do you think no one can do to you?"

Think of the last time, she was so dangerous and diligent that she dared to work hard for Wen Wuxin. In the arms of a man, she was still in chaos and bited. Feng Yiting was inexplicably angry. Doesn't she know what danger is? Now, his anger is still running around!

Last time, I met him. What if I really replaced him with a deadly outlaw? He didn't dare to think about the consequences, and obviously, like her, she didn't have a long memory.

The small face buried into the knee, Ji Qianyu's face turned white and closed his lips.

"Dumb? Why don't you talk? "

She gave a furious rebuke. She looked pitifully curled up on the ground, ragged, exposed in the spring, weak posture, pitiful, injured kitten, innocent and helpless. Suddenly, a strong desire for protection grew up at the bottom of Feng Yiting's heart, which seemed to drown him in an instant.

He took off his suit, put a seal on her, and his voice dripped softly: "is it still noisy?"

She buried her head hard and Ji Qianyu pouted. Then she felt a big palm gently caress her hair. Her body trembled slightly. Suddenly, it seemed to inject a strong warm current into her heart:

"The ground is cold, get up!"

Slowly picked her up, Feng Yiting raised his hand and picked her up again. This time, Ji Qianyu didn't move or make a sound. He put her by the bed. Feng Yiting directly pulled up the sheet, wiped her little feet, helped her pick up her shoes and put them on her.

The whole course was silly, but the sensitive toes could not help curling up. The rest of the light from the corner of the eye looked at him timidly. Then, Feng Yiting dragged a chair and sat opposite her:

"Isn't your name Ji Qianyu? Why did he call you yin? pet name? Milk name? "

Such a close title, such great courage, how deep feelings can make her so open? Didn't mom say she just had a boyfriend?

"My original name was Ji Shaoyin, and Ji Qianyu was later changed!"

"So you and Wen Wuxin have known each other for a long time?" In a word, Ji Qianyu's face changed several times in an instant. Turning around, she avoided his sight.

Raised his hand, Feng Yiting pinched her jaw and turned back: "why can't you mention it? It's hard for you to mention him? "

She's still thinking about that loser?

Clapping his palm, Ji Qianyu glared at him: "I want you to take care of it!"

The next second, he pulled her, and Feng Yiting pressed her on his lap and held her in his arms: "why, I can't care? Don't forget, you are my woman! Originally - it should be mine! "

Unconsciously, his strength increased a bit: by chance, he just took back what should have belonged to him!